I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

"Although I know that as an outsider, I am not qualified to intervene in your duel, but after all, it is about the safety of the three children..."

"So, can Miss Bazzett forgive me for my rudeness?" Zouken Matou bowed slightly, and gave a gentlemanly salute to Bazzett beside him.

Hearing this, Bazet nodded silently, honest but not pedantic, of course she would not reject Matou Zouken's seemingly 'request' kindness.

Bazzett, who has carried out the missions sent by the association for many years and accumulated countless combat experience, knows very well that she can maintain Lancer's brilliance as a hero just by defeating the mad spirit in front of her.

It is already considered a very optimistic situation if all the resistance can make him last a few more rounds under the magic gun.

But if she could get the help of a great magician when she was fighting Lancer, Bazzett felt that they still had a [-]% chance of defeating Lancer.

"If the two of us work together, maybe we can last until the moment when Lancer can't help but activate the Noble Phantasm. Bazzett, who had seen the power of Matou Zouken's butterfly magic, thought so.

"Then leave it to us, Assassin, take this opportunity to bring Emiya-kun and Archer along..."

Matou Zouken, who didn't know what was going on in Bazett's mind, turned his head and said to Assassin behind him, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the assassin who had been acting strangely since just now.

"Your Excellency the Magician, can you please take Emiya-dono to leave, and let me stay and help this Miss Basset?"

Assassin's unexpected speech made Matou Zouken a little stunned, but the great magician quickly adjusted his emotions and asked his followers in a very serious tone.

"Can you tell me your reason, Assassin."

"Although I believe in the strength of Your Majesty the Magician, the mad spirit opposite is obviously not a powerful existence that a simple magician can contend with." Assassin's voice was very calm, and he obviously said these words after careful consideration.

"Because you're worried about my safety?" Jiantong Zouyan looked at his followers, and suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

After his soul gradually decayed and completely degenerated into a greedy and disgusting engraver, how long has he not received care from others?

Matou Zouken originally thought that he could only silently count his sins alone in the cold wind, but he never expected to receive the worry from Assassin under such circumstances.

"But you should be very clear when you see the face of the enemy..." Zouken Matou, knowing that there was no time to waste, threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Those things are undoubtedly the Servant's sworn enemy, as long as they get a little bit contaminated, they will be continuously eroded by them, and finally..."

"Become a puppet for him to drive like Lancer, right? As Your Majesty the Magician said, I know exactly what kind of enemy I'm facing."

Assassin's tone was a little weird, but the firmness revealed in his words made people subconsciously ignore the little strangeness.

"Then why..."

"Your Excellency the Magician still has his own responsibilities, right?" Although it was a question, Assassin's tone was very affirmative.

"I finally got back my 'face', but wouldn't it be a pity if I accidentally lost my life here?"

'Ever face? Matou Zouken subconsciously looked at the mask on Assassin's face. Under the skeleton that was closely integrated with the assassin, there seemed to be some weird secret hidden.

"I understand, please stay with Miss Bazzett, Assassin, to fight against the wild spirit that tarnishes Lancer's heroic name."

Saying so, Matou Zouken raised his hand with the Command Seal engraved on it.

"And before that, use the command spell to command it, Assassin, restore your full strength."

"Use commands and spells, Assassin, please win."

The stigmata on Matou Zouken's hand shone with miraculous light, and then, the two miraculous powers transformed into pure magic power and poured into Assassin's body.

"I wish you both good fortune, and I'm really sorry, Assassin..."

"You also have unavoidable difficulties, don't you?" Assassin did not use honorifics to Matou Zouken, which was rare, but spoke in a tone of mutual understanding between his companions. "To be honest, I'm still very happy to see you get back to your former self."

"Is that so... That really makes me feel a little ashamed."

Saying so, Matou Zouken's figure turned into countless aqua-blue butterflies, and quickly disappeared into the night sky after taking Emiya Shirou who was thrown to the ground by Assassin's strong push.

"Let me fight head-on, and you will assist from the side. Also, please focus on protecting yourself, and don't take my situation into consideration when you find the right time."

Without focusing on the departing Master, Assassin, who entered the battle state, calmly laid out the battle plan to his comrades beside him.

"Leaving aside your Excellency's plan that is almost seeking death, I hold..."

"If there is no way to win, ordinary people can't pretend to be your attitude at that time." Assassin directly interrupted the question of his comrades. "Succinctly explain the conditions for the activation of your method, and I will try my best to create opportunities for you."

"Force that mad spirit to release the Noble Phantasm!" Affected by Assassin's attitude, Bazzett also entered a fighting state.

"That's really..." Assassin was at a loss for words for a moment, but soon regained his composure, and at the same time rushed forward with his legs vigorously towards the wild spirit.

"Anyway, it's coming, Bazzett!"

"Okay!" Bazet also rushed up, and put his body behind the assassin's side, so that he could provide support at any time.

"Roar--!!!"

Seeing that his prey finally started to move, the wild spirit uttered a violent battle roar, and opened its big mouth reaching to the ear, revealing its shark-like fangs.

"—Whoosh!"

The magic gun thrown by him trembled a few times strangely, and then a red light flashed across the air like lightning, and landed precisely on the claws stretched out by the wild spirit.

"Ding!"

The pitch-black dagger followed the night and blocked all the hiding spaces of the wild spirit, but except for the one behind him that was bounced off by the solid armor, the rest were all swept away by the sudden hurricane, except for the crisp sound when it fell to the ground. There is no further achievement outside.

"Can I ignore all remote props in the field of vision?"

Assassin's voice was a bit dignified. His initial plan was to first pull the hatred of the wild spirit on himself, and then use the thrown dagger to go around in circles with the enhanced agility and wild spirit. When he couldn't bear to release the treasure, Then Bazzett will kill with one blow.

But the ability displayed by the wild spirit at this time completely blocked his plan, which meant that Assassin had to draw closer to the wild spirit and engage in hand-to-hand combat with a very low error tolerance rate.

"This is really... a bad situation, but luckily I made the right choice!"

Although the situation is grim, Assassin is still very thankful that he replaced Matou Zouken at the critical moment, otherwise the magician who only has long-range attacks met the berserker who is immune to long-range items, and the consequences would make the assassin feel terrible just thinking about it .

"what!"

Wild Spirit didn't care how many psychological fluctuations his own ability brought to Assassin, he poured magic power into his feet, rushed to the assassin with the power to crush the earth, and at the same time used the inertia to stab the magic spear in his hand towards the assassin. An assassin with a hunched body.

"Chong!"

Assassin wisely did not receive the blow head-on, but crossed his hands and set up the magic spear from bottom to top, changing the direction of its force so that it passed by his head.

When the blow failed, Kuang Ling directly raised his knees, intending to pierce the assassin through with spikes, but he twisted his body and dodged the assassin with an extremely weird posture.

"Oh!"

Although Assassin escaped the fatal attack, his whole body was spinning in the air, but he couldn't dodge the side-kicking leg of the mad spirit, and was directly kicked away by that huge force...

Chapter 54 The exit of the two servants, Saber was eroded

"What kind of person does Hanam want to be in the future?"

In order to celebrate the annual harvest, and to thank the supreme lord for giving them a life of peace and contentment, the villagers of the mountain village held a bonfire party under the moonlight to celebrate all this.

In this grand banquet, people sat around singing, dancing, and laughter filled the small village in the mountains.

However, although this is a celebration that can be attended by men, women and children, not everyone participates in it.

After all, young people who are just in love obviously prefer quiet and romantic time alone than a lively banquet full of people.

No, on the quiet cliff on the other side of the village, a veiled girl is snuggling in the arms of a slightly thin boy, asking her sweetheart's dream with a smile on her face.

"Probably... to become a great person who can leave a name in future generations." The young man pondered for a long time, and told his childhood sweetheart with some uncertainty.

"Hehehe..." Hearing her sweetheart's answer, the girl laughed like a silver bell.

"I know it's impossible for me to realize this dream, but when it comes to dreams, this is the only thing I can say." Hearing the laughter of his childhood sweetheart, the boy scratched the top of his head in embarrassment.

'Becoming a great person who can leave a name in the future', this dream is easy to say, but it is not easy to realize.

The boy himself is just the most ordinary villager in the mountain village that can be seen everywhere. He does not have enough assets and conditions to learn, or know the knowledge and contacts that can lead to the upper class.

In addition, the young man's body is relatively thin, even after training, he still has no way to become a soldier who can make great achievements in battle, which means that the road to join the army has been sealed.

The young man who has worked hard for his dream is very clear about his current situation, and it is for this reason that he describes his dream to his childhood sweetheart in an uncertain tone.

"It's not." Hearing the boy's unconfident speech, the girl's expression suddenly became serious, and at the same time she stretched out her index finger and tapped the tip of her sweetheart's nose lightly.

"I have always believed that this Hanam will one day become a great person, so Hanam can no longer say such frustrating words like today."

"Then your laughter just now... hurts!" Feeling the wonderful touch of the girl gently tapping the tip of his nose, the boy asked in a daze, but before he could finish speaking, the girl flicked his forehead hard.

"That's the laugh that made me feel happy that Hanam was able to tell his great dream." The girl looked at her sweetheart angrily, but soon smiled again. "But as expected of Hanam, you must know that other people don't even have the courage to speak out."

"But what's the use of just saying it, and there's no way to actually... hurt! Why did you hit me again?"

"I've said it all, Hanam can't say such frustrating words in the future." The girl withdrew her finger from flicking her sweetheart's forehead, and looked into the boy's eyes with a firm expression. "Even if the situation is very difficult, if it is Hanam, he must be able to find a way to become a great person."

"So, I believe that Hanam will definitely become a great person who can pass on his name to future generations, and Hanam must also believe in himself as I do..."

......

The girl's encouragement ignited the flame in Hanam's heart, and his gradually wavering dream became more firm.

Therefore, despite being thin by nature, he worked hard to exercise his body, while looking around for opportunities to stand out...

"Whether it's beauty, food, or anything else you want, as long as you join us, these things will be everything..."

One day, some strangely dressed guys came to this deserted mountain village, and spread their teachings everywhere.

"Just by joining you, can I become a great person passed on to future generations?" Hanam, who was attracted by the conditions they offered, suddenly asked loudly.

"What a young man with great ambitions." The leader, whose skin was darker than the others, noticed this extremely uncoordinated boy with a tall stature but a thin body.

"I don't want to deceive you, in fact I don't know if joining us will make your name go down."

"But you just said that as long as you join you can get..."

"Who can see what will happen in the future except the supreme Allah and the great first generation?"

"That's right..." Hearing the reasonable answer, the boy lowered his head a little bit disappointed.

"But..." the leader looked at the young man who suddenly had hope in his eyes, and said without haste. "Although we don't know the situation in future generations, I can guarantee that as long as you join us, your name will become the nightmare of countless noble people."

"If you can become such an existence, no matter what you say in future generations, your name will be left behind..."

The strange guys left the mountain village soon, but their words firmly took root in the boy's heart.

Hanam believed that this was the revelation of Allah's firm belief to him, so he left the mountain village secretly without greeting anyone he knew well, and then followed the group of weirdly dressed guys...

......

"Hanam, although your body is in good shape, and your body shape meets the concealment requirements of a killer, but you are too tall. If you don't want to miss the mission because of your height, you have to change... "

"Master Hanam, you have completed this mission perfectly, please follow me, the Elder wants to give you a reward..."

"Elder Hanam, although you are already the best killer in the sect, if you want to wear the inheritance mask and get the title of 'Hassan', you must master at least one thing that no one can surpass. 【Business】can do it, but you..."

Although Hanam's name has reached the point where everyone's talk turns pale, he is very clear that this is just a short-lived name.

As long as his body is unable to continue the assassination, or fails in any assassination mission, then all his current names will quickly disappear from human society, leaving no trace.

Only by becoming 'Hassan', the leader of the assassination order, can his name be passed down along with the history of the order.

However, the current level is already the limit that his untalented body can achieve. How can he, a mediocre person, complete the so-called [karma] that no one can surpass...

......

"Want my power? Then give me your arm, mortal!"

Through the rituals recorded in the secret law, those who want to become 'Hassan' use their own face and name as sacrifices to summon the demon god Shaydo, and seek from him the power that can be arrogant in the world.

"No matter what, I want to be the contemporary 'Hassan', no matter how much I pay for it!"

In order to realize the dream of 'becoming a great person and passing on the name to future generations', the man paid the price of 'himself'.

Now he only has the obsession to become 'Hassan'.

"Since my body is mediocre, why not use such a useless arm in exchange for the power to become 'Hassan'?"

In this way, this man dedicated his right arm to the Demon God, and thus became the pinnacle of assassins.

O people, please bear witness to this dreadful and cursed wrist.

And the end of a man who gave up everything about himself as a "human being" in order to realize his dream—the cursed "Hassan Sabah"...

......

A swift shot sent the assassin flying again, but just as the wild spirit was about to make another shot at the enemy in the air, the beauty in men's clothing with hands and feet exuding magical power rushed up and interrupted his attack.

"Roar!!!"

The two people who were an eyesore like bugs but couldn't be eliminated made the mad spirit roar. His patience was exhausted, and he immediately began to gather the magic power in his body, and at the same time, the magic gun in his hand also exuded an astonishing coercion.

"Attention! He's about to release the treasure!" Feeling the huge and ominous scarlet magic power continuously gathering on the wild spirit, Assassin shouted, reminding his comrades to get ready.

"Understood!" No need to remind, the lead-colored magic ball floating around him had already explained everything to Bazzett.